~ Alicent // blind appearance ~

Arrows

"Relaxe Bran" reassured Jon.
Bran once again shot an arrow it flew through the air, straight past the target and into the brush beyond. Jon, Robb and Rickon all burst into laughter at Brans failed attempts.
"Which one of you was a marksman at 10?" Questioned a proud voice above, it was none other the Warden and Lord of the north Ned Stark.
"Focus on the target, and relaxe your bow arm" said Robb encouragingly. Bran took a deep breath and let go of the arrow, an arrow hit the bullseye only it wasn't Brans. The boys spun around to see who shot the perfect shot.
Arya giggled and proudly curtsied, Brans face turned from shock to anger. He dropped his bow and ran after his sister, "run, faster Bran!" Yelled Robb after his little brother had already taken off.
Lord and Lady stark still watching over the boys conversed, when they were suddenly interrupted by Ser Rodrick. "My Lord My Lady, we have the deserter from castle black" Catlyin gave Ned a concerned look curious of what came next. "Ready the horses, and fetch Bran" replied Ned

Cat jolted forward towards her husband, "Ned, Bran is to young to see such things!" Deterred Catlyin. "He wont be a boy for much longer, we'll bring Alicent to comfort him if need be, she won't see much".
Cat gave Ned a frustrated look and let out a sigh of defeat. "Fine if you must" said Lady Stark as she turned to face her sons training, her grey eyes scanned the yard to find her husbands bastard son.

Jon's eyes met with hers as he put away the arrows neatly, but he was quick to unlock them out of discomfort from her scolding gaze.

*small time skip*

Jon trudged though snowy forest, pushing through the branches that swung at his face. Snow fell from the trees as he yelled "Alicent!" Jon stepped out of the frosty brush and on to the cold ground, "there you are!"
Jon looked upon a small frail girl fiddling with an arrow, the same one Bran had shot and lost earlier.
The small girls pale skin and silver hair sparkled in the sunshine. She turned to face her half brother.
"Me, for what?" Questioned a gental voice
"Father wishes you to accompany Bran to the castle black deserters trial". Alicent rose to follow Jon back to the castle.

*time skip*

Bran dismounted his dark brown mare, followed by Alicent. She placed her hand upon Brans back to comfort the small boy as they followed up the hill to were there father were announcing that the deserter should be put to death. But all the man could say was "white walkers...White walker I saw them"

This disturbed Alicent slightly. Lord Stark swung the sword decapitating the man, Bran flinched at the sight of the blood. Alicent could smell and hear the sound of the fresh gushing blood as it poured from the fresh gaping wound.
Theon walked up to Bran "not bad for your first little lord" said Theon, "come Bran" suggested Alicent.

Alicent mounted her pure white horse listening to her father behind her lecturing Bran of why he had to do what he did.

On the way back to Winterfell they came across a deer laying lifeless upon the ground, blood and guts spread across the dirt and an antler missing. Suddenly Alicents ear started to ring, it became overwhelming for her, her heart beating fast and her breath heavy. "Alicent?" She snapped out of her trance, "stay here with the horses" said her father patting her on the leg.

Soon most of the group had descended down the side of the road to investigate, but just as soon as they left they returned back up the hill with 6 wolf pups. Theon handed Alicent and small light brown direwolf pup, it snuggled into her lap seeking warmth.

*Time skip*

Lady Stark walked thought the walls of the castle and into the gods wood where she found her husband cleaning the now dry blood of his blade, " a raven from Kingslanding came whilst you were gone" Ned turned to face Cat "Jon Arryn is dead a fever took him" she spoke "I'm sorry Ned I know he was like a father to you".

Ned peered in the reflection of his newly cleaned sword, "and" Catlyin said shakily " Robert has asked that you replace Jon Arryn as hand of the king, he's already on his way" Ned's face spun up to look at his wife who hade a very serious expression upon her face.

Ned was in disbelief of what he'd had just heard...